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    On the job-site, they called me Micro-particle Bladder. It's the Zippy that did it, the no-calorie drink with the fizz and the sweet chemicals and the caffeine, especially the caffeine, cheaper than fresh water and habit-forming to boot. Every morning I bought a six pack of sixteen ouncers for work, then bought a second six pack every evening to take with me back to my apartment. It's no wonder I was pissing all the time.